#Pass-a-Grille

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Pass-a-Grille aerial view photocard mailed in 1962 from Pass-a-Grille.

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"for if the stars were arbitrary, if it meant nothing, what is there to believe? i want to believe it all. i want to imagine that everything on earth knows more than i do, turns and turns and carries the timing of life. instead of a doctrine of subtraction give me a doctrine of everything knows. give me the stars and the heavens, looking down on me with love and the fullness of time."

from “horoscope” in There Is a Future: A Year of Daily Midrash by Amy Bornman, p. 87 [revmeg]

[carlyraejepsans]

sans undertale would not make i fucked your wife jokes. people want to make jokes about sans fucking asgore's wife but sans the character would NOT do that r you kidding me. you can cut the secondhand embarrassment with a knife every time they're in the same room together, sans likes the guy, i bet he feels genuinely kinda bad for asgore. he'd be like sorry about the dating your ex wife thing. to be fair she's a really cool ex wife. and asgore would be like (rescue shelter dog sigh) She is.

[paraparaparadigm]

[fujii-draws]

OKAY! Chatot rant in tags below! Read at your own discretion.

[flopdriversenthusiast]

charles being terrible at music terms when basically all of them are italian words and he SPEAKS ITALIAN is somehow very fitting

[fisheito]

What would happen if you were stuck in an elevator with Yakumo?

First of all, i would have taken the stairs, so this wouldn't happen ever. Can you prove that i've been inside an elevator, or that i will at some point enter one? No. So . None of this .

Humouring your delusion h,owever, I'd probably just freeze and hope he doesn't see me. What's the F sequence here? Flight>freeze>fight.

I can't flee because stuck in a box. So, freeze. He can do the smart thing here and ignore me, because being stuck in an elevator could mean stuck for 2 minutes. We can wait this out.

If yakumo perceives me, then freeze fails. And he has done the stupid thing, because it leads to the final option: fight.

Maybe hollow him out and use him as a protective covering against the elements [dry and dusty stale elevator air]. Maybe eat his arm in hangry confusion. Maybe GET eaten in hangry confusion. Maybe disintegrate piece by piece out of existence.

Maybe lie extremely flat on the floor and take a nap. Don't need to deal with this if I'm unconscious!!!!

[velarisdusk]

NOOOO I JUST TOOK SIX BIG ASS GULPS OF FIREBALL I WAS TRYING TO BE COOL AND OUTDRINK MY FRIENDS (i did 😈) BUT IMMEDIATELY AFTER I REALIZED IT WAS A MISTAKE

[gogglebeast]

Julian Resso used to have a guitar.

He was playing it when his father broke it, a song he'd just started learning, but had the rhythm down. Storming in and snapping the neck of it, saying nothing to his objections, but telling him he would never amount to anything nevertheless. Didn't you want to be a scientist? Then what's with the damn guitar. You're not cut out for either.

He never fixed it, couldn't bear it.

Hasn't played since.

Years have passed since then. He's proved the old man wrong, in every line, every chemical formula. And.. in other ways, too.

He has a new guitar, shiny and fresh. The most thoughtful thing anyone's done; there have been a lot of those. New chance, new start. Never thought he'd pick up another one, but here he is, through no choice of his own. Nosy bastard. But the lines of the frets remind him- guitars can only differ so much- and he has old, unfinished business.

And, when he has a quiet moment to himself, after the confusion and the thank you, after wondering how in the hell the other had put the pieces together and found out, he picks her up and begins to play.

It's been years, but he's pretty sure this is the note he left off on; he wouldn't forget.

One finished song, before the start of many others.

[serious-goose]

Wait are Spanish Jackie's and Blackbeard's Bar and Grill (and Other Delicacies and Delights and Fishing Equipment) both canonically ye olde gay bars?

[radioisntdead]

Back in 2020, a guy called me Daddy Infront of my actual father on among us, I was 14 and I'm pretty sure my dad got imposter and took the other guy out as a result.

I don't know why but it's haunting me rn while I'm trying to clean the kitchen at 2:57 am and I feel like I needed to confess it like a Catholic [?] In a confession booth, I am not Catholic and I don't think there are any confession booths within my residence Tumblr is close enough

[marietheran]

there's a party coming up on saturday and I'm getting unreasonably excited given how in all probability it's going to be as terrible as last time. when I hid in the toilet until I was able to leave. and that was like after only an hour.

[mvshortcut]

Hello Moocho/Milligan community

[pomegranate-vinegarete]

Shout out to the house in my abuelos nabourhood who let me have a huge peace of iceberg lettuce last year instead of candy.

It was really good lettuce

[dont-offend-the-bees]

Right that's it. Dropping everything else this week to spend some time learning how to cook things I can actually stomach.

[sonicgabe]

A few posts ago, I put up a time lapse of the moonset with the Milky Way. These were taken after the moon went down that same night/morning. Shot at Pass-A-Grille Beach, FL. The night sky is alive with color!

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

That awkward feeling when a PIMI childhood friend sends you an invite to a party in the summer; but you know you’re going to be out of the cult and shunned by then.

What do I even say? Do I lie and say I’ll be there? Do I just not respond?